When Grimm returned to the duty hall, everyone's attitude towards him had changed slightly.
Even the rank 6 wizard Gleeson was looking at Grimm with a hint of approval and admiration. After all, Grimm was part of his team, and Grimm being able to kill a god's clone was something that even he felt proud of.
The mana tide was coming to an end.
Once the mana tide receded, the gaps in the planes that had been opened due to the mana tide would close up automatically. At that time, if they wanted to attack another plane, they would have to expend more effort to break through the barrier.
Perhaps it was because of this that the battle between the Magi and the orc gods became more and more intense.
Both sides were attacking and defending in countless planes, and the frequency of battles between them became more frequent. As a result, the chances of the great Magi being mobilized also increased, and the casualties on both sides increased exponentially.
In such a chaotic quagmire of war, the more powerful an individual was, the more spoils of war they could obtain.
The Magi were frantically fighting for divine weapons, divinity, divinity, and divine power crystals. Some of the more powerful Magi were even able to extract the divine domains of the fallen gods and make them into magic weapons with special domain powers.
At the same time, the gods were constantly hunting down the Magi.
Whether it was the power of laws in the bodies of Magi of Laws, the immortal bodies of Magi of Anatomy, or the bloodline power of Magi of Bloodline, they were all top-grade resources. In the hands of the gods, they could be used to make high-grade divine weapons.
In particular, the immortal souls of the great Magi were a necessary resource to make high-grade petitioners.
The battle between the Magi and the orc gods was more like a hunt between two different high-grade creatures. Only cannon fodder and low-grade subordinates would be used, and the ones who would benefit in the end would be the leaders or the core forces that controlled the development of the war.
As a lone chess piece in the Magi camp, Grimm had no one to rely on. If he wanted to survive the clash between the two great forces and successfully absorb the resources of the losers, he would need more effective trump cards.
Fortunately, even if he was just a chess piece, he was still a very useful and superior chess piece. This way, he would not have to worry about being ruthlessly abandoned or exchanged by the leaders!
… …
As the end of the Magic Tide approached, the probability of the most intense battle between the Orc God System and the Wizard God System was also increasing exponentially.
The battlefields in the various small and medium-sized dimensions began to strategically retract, and the gathered forces were slowly injected into the three large dimensions. It looked like they were going to turn those dimensions into dimensional battlefields and decide the outcome of the battle in one fell swoop.
In this process, encounters, ambushes, offensive and defensive battles, sneak attacks, and counter-sneak attacks of all sizes were constantly taking place. The higher-ups of both sides were frequently mobilized, and the frequency and intensity of collisions were also slowly increasing.
On the fifth day after Grim returned to the Guard Hall, he received news that he was going to fight again.
The mission this time was even simpler and more violent.
A Tier 6 Great Sorcerer led a raid on an Orc Temple in the Mutas Plane.
It was the usual gathering of wizards and the usual long-distance teleportation across planes. When Grim and the others teleported into Mutas Plane, they were greeted by a team of weary wizards, their bodies and equipment covered in dust and battle scars.
This was a small col in the middle of a vast mountain range.
At this moment, the curtain of the night was hanging low, and the sky was filled with stars.
The team of wizards lit a bonfire and gathered in front of the exquisite and perfect teleportation formation, bowing as they awaited the arrival of the Great Sorcerers.
* Tong tong tong … *
A series of teleportation lights resounded within the teleportation formation.
In the blinding white light, illusory figures of different shapes and forms slowly appeared, gradually condensing into real bodies.
As if sensing something that should not have appeared here, the consciousness of the plane slowly gathered its strength. The dark clouds in the sky were blown away by the whistling wind, and the bright moonlight shone through the peaks and impenetrable branches, landing on the bodies of the Great Sorcerers.
For a moment, the moonlight was like blood, and the world was filled with killing intent!
As soon as they completed the long-distance teleportation and stepped out of the teleportation formation, Grim felt an overwhelming evil intent from the plane.
It was as if the void around him had cracked open, and a shocking number of law chains stretched out from within, stretching straight towards Grim's body.
Grimm let out a muffled groan. A ball of dense red light gathered around his body and turned into a wriggling thread of law. It cut off the law chains that were extending towards him, preventing the planar law power from invading his body.
Similar to Grimm, the other five Great Sorcerers, including the Grade 6 Sorcerer, also gathered special spells around them to resist the laws of this plane.
However, the more they resisted, the more powerful the power of the plane's consciousness became!
Like Grim, a few law-defying Sorcerers in the team who did not have great physiques began to show signs of strain.
"Fortunately, we did not fail! Greetings, my lords … "
Almost all the Sorcerers gathered here were rank 4, and the only rank 3 was the rune formation master who had constructed the teleportation formation. Seeing that the Great Sorcerers had successfully arrived, the leader of the Sorcerers hurriedly stepped forward and bowed.
The rank 6 Great Sorcerer quickly stabilized his body and opened his eyes to scan the surroundings. He released his immense spiritual force, and everything within a ten kilometre radius was under his control.
"You've all completed your mission well! Once we return, the headquarters will reward you greatly … "
It was no wonder that the Tier 6 Great Sorcerer would praise them so highly. They were able to infiltrate a medium-sized Faith Plane of the Orc Gods with a team of less than ten people, fight for a thousand miles, and successfully find an earth vein node to set up a teleportation circle.
No amount of praise or praise could be given to such a 'great achievement'!
"My lord, this is the world map and the distribution of power. We've also marked out the location of the main shrine of the God of Massacre as requested by the headquarters. Also, many groups of native orcs have been chasing us, and the two closest ones are less than a hundred kilometres away … "The leading Sorcerer was obviously a smart and capable person, and he had completed his mission perfectly.
"Very good!" The rank 6 Great Sorcerer was elated upon hearing this, and nodded, "You don't have to risk your lives anymore. Stay here and guard this teleportation formation. You'll be able to move about freely in seven days. Before we leave, we'll get rid of any threats in the surroundings … "
Having said this, the rank 6 Great Sorcerer took out a few small purple bottles from his pouch and tossed them to Grimm and the rest, saying in a low voice, "Drink this! With this, as long as you don't overuse your strength, you won't have to endure the torment of the plane's suppression … "
Grimm took the purple bottle and used his thumb to open the small wooden stopper, immediately smelling the scent of a magic medicine. There was a small tube of dark-coloured liquid in the purple bottle. The moment it came into contact with the aura of the outside world, it immediately boiled and became active.
[Beep. Initial analysis shows that the target is a rank 5 magic medicine. It contains the aura of the origin of the plane … After the host drinks it, the special aura of the plane will conceal the identity of an outsider, allowing the host to avoid the suppression of the will of the plane …] The A.I. Chip quickly projected the results of the test.
Hm? Who would have thought that the headquarters would be able to develop such a magic medicine …
Grimm thought to himself as he raised his head and drank the potion.
The moment the potion entered his stomach, an ancient aura unique to the orc plane emanated from his body. The laws of the plane that had wrapped around Grimm immediately retreated. Even the will of the plane that had been suppressing the malice in his heart gradually dissipated.
"This is the world map, memorize it. Sala, Colin, you two come with me to the Orc Temple. Grimm, Rick, clean up the ants around the teleportation formation, and meet up with us at the main shrine as soon as possible … Let's go! " Having said this, the rank 6 Great Magus Briar raised his hand and released a rank 6 Storm Giant. It lifted him and the other two Great Magi into the sky, and they flew towards a certain direction in the southwest.
The sudden appearance of a few Great Magi in the Mutas Plane had definitely alerted the orcs. However, the Magi's decisiveness in sending such a powerful force to attack the main shrine of the orc plane was obviously out of their expectations.
As long as Grimm and the others acted fast enough and attacked with enough force, the orc gods might not even have the time to descend before their foundation would be destroyed. Once the main shrine was breached, the orc gods would not be able to cross millions of miles to bite them no matter how much they hated them.
Before coming here, the Magi headquarters had already investigated.
The Mutas Plane mainly worshipped the God of Massacre, Garen Akardas, and was one of the seven important medium faith planes. Once this place was destroyed, Garen Akardas's combat power would be greatly affected in the short term.
This way, the rank 7 Great Magi would have a greater chance of winning against this rank 7 orc god of massacre!
Seeing that the rank 6 Great Magus Briar had left with his two companions, Grimm could not help but look at the leading Magus.
"There are two groups of enemies chasing after us. One is a group of orcs from Pilbonte City, led by a rank 4 Berserker … They're in this direction!" The Magus in the lead introduced as he pointed out their approximate location, "The other is a powerful team sent from Storm Cliff. The leader is a Grade 4 Tracker … Their position should be around here!"
The two groups of orcs definitely had a lot of rank 4 orcs, but to Grimm and Rick, they were all ants!
"Which one do you choose?" Grimm smiled coldly without a care in the world.
"I'll choose the Berserker! I hope it will satisfy me … "Great Wizard Rick also smiled coldly. His entire body suddenly turned into a cloud of black smoke and burrowed into the ground, disappearing from the scene without anyone noticing.
Grimm did not say anything else, and his body suddenly turned into a ball of flames.
With a bang, he appeared at the end of the horizon.
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